Charlie jumped off the bus and wandered through the park gates. It was a gorgeous spring morning. The sky was ice blue and the temperature was just as icy but Charlie loved mornings like these. So fresh and sharp, you really woke up and looked at the world around you. Charlie walked along the tree lined avenue that was the main pathway through the park. As he was halfway along a squirrel shot out, stopped dead in front of him and started nibbling on some minute crumb lying on the tarmac. Char...
  
    
    
    
        Published on February 23, 2013 03:11